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On the day of the New Year, a group of people in the Tang family began to get busy, and the farther away they were from home, the more they paid attention to some festival traditions. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe friendship between friends who struggle together is also more cherished by each other!

Old man Tang Lin and a few good friends even formed a family. Children and grandchildren marry the daughters and granddaughters of friends. A closer relationship has been formed with each other.

For his old man, now that his younger brother's son has also been found, there is a small piece of the last heart disease left at once: that is Tang Yue's marriage.

"Xiao Yue, after dinner, accompany me to meet your Uncle Shen..."

Tang Yue, who was tiptoeing to slip away from the kitchen door, could only stop. Turning around and returning to the dining table with a depressed face, he said listlessly, "Okay, I'll go with you..."

Old man Tang Lin didn't seem to see his daughter's black face, still drinking porridge unhurriedly, and glanced at the news newspaper by the way. It's a habit he's developed over the years.

Tang Yue looked around, and finally handed Tang Wen his eyes for help, only to get a gloating smile from the latter. Suddenly, his eyes changed, he glared at him fiercely, and made a silent threat with his mouth...

It seems that the reason for the small number of people in the country is that the Spring Festival holiday in Singapore is only two or three days. Giving more than half of the Chinese two or three days off seems to be the limit of society's commitment. If it takes a long time, I'm afraid that a lot of work will have to stop.

After breakfast, Tang Tang and his sister and brother went out shopping with nothing to do.

I took the subway to Chinatown.

Singapore's Chinatown has a very abstract name, with a huge gatehouse with three Chinese characters written on it - Chinatown.

The two thought for a while and couldn't figure out what this meant, and after walking around for a while, Tang Wen nodded with satisfaction: "This is much cleaner than New York's Chinatown." ”

To set off the festive atmosphere, the entire Chinatown is decorated in red, with red lanterns hanging under the wooden eaves.

Tang Tang was very interested in the origin of the name Chinatown Chinatown, so he deliberately went to a small shop selling jewelry and asked the boss about things.

The boss is a dark-skinned middle-aged uncle, dressed like a folk singer, with long hair and a riding coat. He took a sip of tea before replying in a thick GD accent: "There are several theories about this! Some people say that there was a big flood here that flooded these streets, and then everyone used ox carts to transport the water away, so it was called Chinatown water! Some people said that the original locals often used ox carts to clean up the streets, so they ...... it."

Tang Wen listened hard for a long time, and felt that it was unreliable, and the back and forth was related to what ox cart was transporting water. In the end, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart: Fortunately, I used ox carts back then, otherwise I used mules, donkeys and horses, etc., wouldn't I have to call donkey carts and water?

A temple at the end of the long street caused him to marvel, mainly because there was a tower built on top of the temple gate, several meters high, and there were all kinds of villains in it, wrapped in turbans and beards, holding all kinds of canes and weapons, sitting and lying in different postures, and the colors were very gorgeous!

He stared at it for a long time, and felt that no matter how he looked at it, he thought that this group of people looked like pirates of the Caribbean. What kind of wonderful temple is this?

It wasn't until he looked closely at the nameplate on the wall that he found that it was a Hindu temple and was immediately relieved. A strong nation like Ah Sange, having this kind of temple is people's national culture, and others have nothing to say, it's not right, it's understandable......

However, Tang Tang was really in no mood to look at something, so he dragged Tang Wen back to the modern business district at noon. On the first floor of a building, I ordered the famous HN chicken rice and bak kut teh. The restaurant is said to be authentic.

The chicken doesn't look special, it's just a tender yellow whole chicken that has been cut into pieces, but the rice is slightly yellow, Tang Wen tasted it, nodded and said, "Well, the rice should have been fried first with chicken fat." I think I can sell it in New York!"

Tang Tang held his chin and glanced at him: "What? Do you really plan to let your sister become a catering tycoon?"

"I think it can be a high-end Chinese restaurant, the kind that needs to be positioned in advance! Don't let others think of Chinatown as a high-quality, cheap, dirty, messy and messy! I have thought of a name, just call it Tang Palace! Tang Dynasty Tang Dynasty, palace palace..." Tang Wen plagiarized his aunt's idea without blinking.

"Hey, it's a good idea, but it's too much to do. Just a qualified chef is hard to find. Besides, I haven't had time lately..."

"Are you busy with meat and steamed buns?" Tang Wen glanced at his sister suspiciously, and the latter's smile made him feel that something bad was about to happen.

"That's not it! lately I've been helping Helen fight for power..."

Tang Wen lowered his head and stopped talking, stuffing meat and bones into his mouth. Tang Tang was just about to say a few words to him, when he suddenly heard someone shouting:

"Robbery! Robbery outside! Oh my God, robbery with a knife..."

A black-haired guy in a green uniform with several takeaways in his hand suddenly stood at the door and shouted loudly as if he had a convulsion!

There was silence in the restaurant, and then there was a rush and everyone rushed out. It's like going to grab money. lest you be slower than others.

Tang Wen's sister and brother also ran outside to see the excitement, only to see a person running in front of him on the wide street, striding with a machete in his hand.

Four or five people in the back were chasing frantically, shouting in various words, Chinese and English and a language that Tang could not understand:

"Stop! Bastard, stop!"

“stop！Youare......”

“......”

"My bag, my wallet..."

A person who looked like an eldest sister, several people ran out for more than ten meters, and then they caught up slowly, stretched out their fingers and pointed to the front and shouted their wallets. His face was anxious.

The crowd surrounded, several people took out their mobile phones to make calls, and more took out their mobile phones to take pictures to watch the excitement.

Tang Wen was a little excited: Who said that people who like to watch the excitement are not of high quality, I think people all over the world love to watch the excitement.

The two of them stood on the steps of the doorway, and their eyes tried to follow the back of the bag snatcher in front of them, and suddenly saw a man in front of him on the side of the road jumping to the side first, as if to make way for the bag snatcher, but when the bag snatcher ran past him, he suddenly stretched his legs. I saw that the heel of the bag snatcher slammed into the green belt on the side of the road, and hit a tree with a thick bowl mouth inside!

It is estimated that it is dizzy and dizzy, and it is estimated that it is light, and looking at the strength, it is also a mild concussion. This guy has a good physique, and after touching the ground a few times, he wants to stand up.

It's just that the two young men who followed closely behind immediately rushed over and held him down.

"Damn! so fierce!" Tang Wen blurted out.

Tang Tang said very calmly: "You didn't find that the few people chasing after you are all righteous and brave." ”

"Righteousness and bravery?"

As if to confirm her words, soon a police car with no door on both sides drove to the side of the road to several people, and four or five policemen got down from above, handcuffed the person, and controlled the situation...

"Eighty percent is a Malay!"

"Flog this bastard to death, snatch a woman's bag...", one girl was indignant.

The two who spoke were a young couple, apparently both Chinese.

Tang Wen looked at them, the two of them seemed to be calling the police and recording a video just now, and the young man ran out after reporting to the police. It seems that I also want to see righteousness and bravery, but unfortunately I don't have the opportunity.

What happened just now touched Tang Wen a little bit, and when he returned to the restaurant and looked around a few times, he found that there was no one who took the opportunity to evade the order, and everyone came back to eat. There is a table that is almost finished, so I deliberately ran back to pick up an account.

There was a lot of commotion in the restaurant, and they were all excitedly discussing what had just happened.

When he sighed in his heart that the cultural environment here was good, he didn't expect that someone would make him sick in the afternoon.